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And rambling is what I’m gonna do this morning and screw the formatting problems we’re having here right now.. I think you can figure out the paragraph breaks.

When I was seven years old, seeing people in their 50’s
meant to me they were old. Now that I’m 57, they don’t seem old. I guess that’s
the way life works.

At 57, does it make me a dirty old man to look at pretty
girls when I pass them on the sidewalk? I don’t think so. I mean, I’m just
looking.

I don’t think I think like a guy who’s 57, but then again I
don’t know how a 57 year old guy is suppose to think.

At 57, I feel my body slowing down but my mind is as active as ever. That’s something I don’t mind living with.
On October 17, 1994, I made a decision in my life to become a writer. Now, years later and at 57, I’m glad I took that step. Better late than never.
While I’m 57 and now walk with a cane, at least I still have a full head of hair. Maybe that’s why I wear it much too long and get mistaken for a woman sometimes. At this point, I doubt if I’ll ever go bald. As you grow older, you gotta take the good with the bad.(Image found on Google)_